On Real Mom Confessions: a link-up!

For the past few weeks, I’ve been sharing ‘Real Mom Confessions’ on Instagram and Facebook, posting a picture of something from my very real everyday stories and inviting others to chime in with their very real everyday stories too. A few of mine have been: a towering...

On Chocolate and the Everyday Kind of Hard Days

Some days are hard. Some days are pretty literally didn’t stop moving, chasing after children hard. Some days are boneweary exhausted, didn’t drink enough water hard. Some days are work isn’t done, riding the hamsterwheel hard. Some days are cry in...

On Lifting the Veil of Perfection {on (in)courage today}

It takes someone to lift the veil of perfection, going first with their story that says their life is otherwise. You who do this are the brave women, the beautiful everyday warriors, the ones who makes space, and it may make all the difference to the woman you pass in...
on celebrating the everyday

on celebrating the everyday

Last weekend we celebrated Sam’s three full weeks of being diaperless. He’s amazing, y’all. And we are button-bursting proud of him, so last Sunday we celebrated. Donuts and a trip to the zoo marked the occasion. He had his first corndog, more treats...
on the shirt that swung open the gate of my heart

on the shirt that swung open the gate of my heart

I got a new sweatshirt in the mail yesterday. It’s persimmon (pretty much orange), with quilted sleeves and a big collar and gorgeous fabric and it’s overall lovely. I put it on and zipped it up and fell a little bit in love. For a minute I wasn’t...
Just Writing: potty training edition 1

Just Writing: potty training edition 1

Everytime I lose my bloggy-writing mojo, I feel like I have to re-enter with a deep, spiritually significant, poignant comeback post with a beautiful pinnable graphic and scheduled tweets to promote. Our family’s coming off a week of awful illness, I’m...
On Lent and the Ways I Will be Observing It

On Lent and the Ways I Will be Observing It

I’ve been in a kind of ugly place lately, a place of quiet cynicism and selfishness. I’ve simultaneously deferred and coveted the spotlight. The chip on my shoulder is breaking off in pieces, the seed of my secret cynic taking root and spreading like ivy...
On the Lights Across the Pond

On the Lights Across the Pond

  One of these homes backing up to our neighborhood is a Christmas holdout, strings of colored lights lining their deck railing. I love these lights. In the middle of the cold dark nights, they glow. Pacing and swaying with a sleepless baby, they glow. Struck...
On the Grace in Beauty

On the Grace in Beauty

A few weeks ago I got asked when I was due. I smiled and kindly said, I’m not. And you know, my feelings weren’t very hurt because frankly, I didn’t blame the person who asked because if I’m honest, my belly looks poochy enough to be holding a...

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